Bread is also special. From the time when I was very small, "Grampy Bread" was a fixture of my visits to my grandparents' house. It came from a shop near their house, and was delicious, especially with a bit of butter. Sometimes my grandfather (Grampy) would drive over early enough in the morning to walk me to school, just the two of us, for some special Grampy time. While we were in Switzerland, I would wake up early to walk with my Grampy to a local bakery to buy bread and rolls for everyone's breakfast. It was another special time, early in the morning, with just Grampy and me. So bread and Switzerland are special.
|Walking back from the bakery.|